The school finally had a chance to survive.

When the whole village heard this letter, they were greatly relieved, at least the babies and cubs still had to go to school for the time being. The villagers also supported the decision of the brigade, and during the summer vacation, don't think about asking the babies to squat at home to do any work for the adults, they all rushed into the school, and asked the only two junior high school students in the village who have not yet graduated, Jing'er and Ye'er, to teach. It doesn't matter if you teach it well, at least someone will take care of this group of cubs to stop going crazy and make trouble, and carry someone who can also learn to recognize a few words.

Teacher Hu still left. He really didn't want to leave Xinghua Village and leave this group of students who got along day and night. What's more, he doesn't want to leave Hang'er, and he doesn't want to leave this dear person who has become a part of him. He put his time away from school back and on. It wasn't until someone from the commune middle school came and urged him to report to the school that he reluctantly left the village.

On that day, there were many people who went to see off Mr. Hu. There are adults, and more of them are children who go to school. Some of the cubs were still crying, and the teardrops from the rain turned their already dirty faces into big flower faces.

Sour Xing specially arranged for Mao Qing to put on an ox cart, loaded a few bags of rice grain, and sent Teacher Hu to the commune safely. Before leaving, Sour Apricot returned, Teacher Hu, don't be sad, the whole village is grateful for your good deeds. When you have free time, you can take a look at it more. The whole village wants you to come.

Xylophone also said, don't worry about the children here, you can teach there with peace of mind. If you don't want to teach there, come back immediately. You are always welcome in the village.

The villagers who saw them off also said a lot of words of gratitude or retention to express their regret for Mr. Hu's departure.

Teacher Hu kept his head down and didn't say a word. After getting on the ox cart, he still didn't say a word, just silently listened to the villagers babbling about farewell.

Carrying the thousands of words of the villagers and the lost eyes of the children, the green ox cart was driven out of the village and onto the path out of the mountain.

Zhenfu's family did not show up to see off Mr. Hu, which was very well understood by the villagers. A son-in-law who was about to enter the house watched as he flew away. This kind of thing will not be easy for anyone to bear. What's more, Mr. Hu is not an ordinary character, and has an incomparable figure and knowledge in the huge network of relatives in Xinghua Village. With his departure, I'm afraid he will never have any contact with Xinghua Village again. The relationship with Hang'er will also come to an end. Therefore, in addition to secretly gloating with the likes of Maolin, who have some entanglements with the Zhenfu family or jealousy, the vast majority of people still feel sorry for Zhenfu and Hanger from the bottom of their hearts.

Huoya hid in the house and cried alone. Zhenfu smoked his cigarette pouch sullenly and didn't say a word. The foreign bank also followed suitably, no longer raising eyebrows at Zhenfu, but went in and out of the house without a sound, looking for work everywhere very diligently. Only Hang'er didn't see how sad he was, still sitting in his room, "squeaking" with the insole. On the mat surface is embroidered a pair of mandarin ducks swimming among flowers, grasses, fish and insects.

Hang'er's calm expression surprised Zhenfu, and then he was very nervous. He was afraid that Hang'er would not be able to withstand such a blow, and his mind was confused, and something bad was going to happen. He called Huoyazi to comfort and comfort Jiao'er. Who knows, Hang'er comforted her mother. She said, don't worry about me. I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry? It's mine, no matter where I go. It shouldn't be mine, and I can't force it.

In this way, Zhenfu and his family are more and more confused. The thoughts about Teacher Hu have long been left behind, and the two of them raised their worries about Hang'er in their throats. Zhenfu secretly instructed Huoyazi to take care of the hanging child day and night, don't let the hanging child have three long and two short or something. Zhenfu also went to the xylophone's house and told the xylophone about the performance of the hanger, and asked her to take the time to persuade and persuade the hanger.

He looked at the xylophone with his eyes blank and said, his sister-in-law, you can see things accurately, judge things clearly, and what you say can be listened to. You have to persuade her to do any stupid things.

The xylophone seems to be very relaxed. She said, you and your aunt don't be too nervous. If you want me to see, when Mr. Hu left, although he was reluctant, he didn't necessarily break off the relationship with Hang'er. The hanging child is so stable, not smoking, not fire. The two of them must have made some pre-decision, and they both have a bottom in their hearts. However, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, and it is right to be careful. Nowadays, the minds of young people are sometimes incomprehensible.

If Zhenfu got the xylophone, he couldn't figure it out for a while. Looking at the meaning of the xylophone, the two of them had a bottom in their hearts. What is this base, Zhenfu wants to hurt his head, but he can't think of an accurate statement. Later, he once again thought of the bad way he figured out a few days ago, whether Hang'er really had something to do with Teacher Hu. Thinking about it like this, he became even more anxious, afraid that Hang'er would drive him to a dead end. He didn't dare to tell such a speculation to Huoyazi, and he couldn't go to Hang'er to verify it face-to-face, so he could only be stuffy in his heart alone, secretly anxious and frightened.